1. Unconsciously displaying ‘Resting Bitch Face’
For my first few weeks in China I looked dazed, confused, and offended (probably from the rancid sewage wafting off the streets). I walked around wearing nervousness and discomfort on my face, which seemed to make people even more wary of helping the foreigner. Eventually though, I learned to smile and nod at everyone, partially as a way to make up for my inability to communicate in their language, but also as a way to seem more approachable. My smile put them at ease people tried to speak to me even if they only knew a few words.